“Taeris!” Laiman glanced around to make sure no one else was in the vicinity, then beckoned the heavily scarred man inside. “They decided not to keep you locked away, I see,” he said with some amusement. Asha studied the newcomer’s crisscrossed features as he entered. This was clearly Taeris Sarr—the man Davian said had orchestrated the attack on him three years earlier. She frowned as she watched Laiman’s and Taeris’s body language. The two
